Some of the usual suspects remain sane, New Yorker editor David Remnick high among them. I like him, in this piece, comparing Donald Trump to Charles Lindbergh. As he points out, learning about Lindberg gave Philip Roth inspiration for "The Plot Against America", a superb late-Roth novel.
Wonder if anyone — now or ever — will find a way to pulp Trump for anything in the way of a half-decent book.
Let me stay with this: Roth emphasizes that FDR was old school, in his well-known passion for philately — stamps, how quaint; mail, how traditional, how previous century — whereas Lindberg was hi-tech, campaigning cross-country in a plane.
Lindberg was awful — pro-German as in pro-Nazi — but coherent.
What about Trump? Anything remotely coherent about Trump/ Trumpism?
Reality TV, Trump Towers, chest thumping wealth: reminds me some of Silvio Berlusconi.
But the coherence test is dated: shoot from the hip incoherence is much more American and so very now.
Violent incoherence is Trump's selling point.